Yang Fan stood there, watching Ma Donglin's expression as calm as ever, waiting for him to continue.
Ma Donglin continued with a somber tone, "We grew up together, raised by Sha Baichuan for ten years. After that, Shi Tou left, and I stayed with the Skull Society, climbing to my current position step by step."
Ma Donglin paused for a moment before continuing, "To be honest, I quite envy Shi Tou. We've always kept in touch, and I know all about his affairs in the Dark Night Army. I envy him for having a group of brothers who stand by him through thick and thin, who are genuinely loyal, unlike the Skull Society, where everything is dictated by profit. Here, there's only profit, only a bloody fight for interests. To Sha Baichuan, we're just tools; he doesn't care if we die. It doesn't surprise me at all that he's ruthless enough to threaten Shi Tou."
At this point, Yang Fan seized the opportunity to bring up the main issue, "And your decision?"
